Fertile Desert

By Lexie Renard

Clarissa must wander the desert, growing weak as she begs every man she finds to attempt to seed her. Her family will only take her back when she's pregnant, to help ensure their survival. After finding a few more strangers, a forest oasis might save her. Craig is a handsome woodsman who might be exactly what she has been looking for... in more ways than she knew. This incredibly steamy story takes an inexplicable turn for the romantic as he has everything she's ever needed, and desired.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lexie Renard
• Release date: Sep 27, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215627884

Lexie Renard

Get Sexie with Lexie!Romance, S&M romance, erotica, erotic romance, rock & roll sleaze writer / experiencer Lexie Renard is from Toronto, Ontario, and a sketchy bar near you. If you like smut, get on the email list for more (and a FREE STORY) - http://eepurl.com/cP-J_LLexieRenard.com for more!

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CLARISSA

We are nothing but animals in this harsh, toxic world. It made sense that we were to meet and attempt to procreate like animals as well.

I had explained my situation, but he didn’t trust me. My tiny little body was hardly a match for his, especially since I was dehydrated and exhausted. If I’d wanted to rob him, I would have whipped out a gun instead of taking off my jacket so that he could see my soft, suntanned breasts peeking out under my dirty white tank top.

Please, I need you to fuck me.

I saw the way he was staring at me, and knew it had to have been ages since he’d been with a woman. There weren’t many of us out here in the wild.

Kneeling in the dirt, I pulled down my pants and spread my legs. It’ll only take a moment. As he stared at my delicate pink crevice, I could hear his sharp intake of breath. No man could resist free sex, I hoped.

I could hear him unzip his pants, then spit into his hand, rubbing it on his dick. Reaching his grubby hands between my legs, he poked around for a moment, then decided I was probably as wet as I’d ever get in this searing desert heat.

Jamming the head of his cock between my fleshy folds, he began humping into me an inch at a time. I bent forward, balancing myself on my hands.

I never expected an average guy of his size to be so big. Good grief, he was almost filling me to the brink, and I felt like he had a few inches to go.

The bleak landscape was flat for miles, and if anyone approached, they could see us humping from five minutes away. The nasty little thrill of being so crude in the outdoors actually turned me on.

You like that, little whore?

I needed his sperm so badly that I was happy to play any game he wanted. Yeah, please, fuck me hard and deep.

Grabbing my hips, he made a strange grunting noise as he worked his entire shaft into my tight little tunnel. I couldn’t stop my moaning. He plunged into me as deeply as he could, then would pull out almost completely. As he fell into a rhythm, I felt ashamed that I couldn’t resist snaking my hand between my legs to brush my clit for just a